Round Robin #2
"Red Curtain Trilogy"
29th/30th October 2002, Aol Instant Messenger [AIM]
Writers: RHPS Magenta, Destyne76, 1DayDreamer, deansgurl27.
RATING: As usual, contains sexual content; for mature readers only.
RHPS Magenta:
Christian paced along
the front of the dimly lit stage. Moonlight was shining through the windows
which ran along the high roofs of the Moulin Rouge.
He released a slow shallow breath, steadying his nerves. His anticipation of
Satine was intense, and with every slight noise he heard come from outside, he
looked toward the door beside the stage in expectation.
Christian didn't know for sure why Satine wanted to meet him here...but he was
no fool and he had a pretty good idea.
The last few days Satine had been detained with The Duke on outings. As a result
the pair had spent almost less than an hour together, in which they had barely
spoken; not that either minded their choice of activities.
Christian placed his hands on the polished wooden stage and lifted himself to
perch on the edge.
Momentarily, and without notice, two slender arms wrapped themselves around his
chest. Taken by surprise Christian leaped in shock, sending himself to the hard
floor, his assailant falling on top, pinning him in place.
Destyne76:
"It's about time," Christian said.
Satine looked at him
on the floor and then placed her body over his meeting Satine’s beloved red
lips.
"Were you getting anxious?" She smiled.
Christian blushed as Satine reached her hand down his
torso to feel how anxious he was. "I guess so."
"What are you doing?" He asked, though really didn't care.
He was pulling at her
buttons.
"God, how many buttons are there on this dress?" Finally he pulled the last
button free and released her from the dress.
He sat there, this beautiful woman laying so gently on him, and wondered how he
managed to get her; how his luck had changed from being alone, to being so
deeply in love.
He looked at her sitting there in her corset, looking so innocent, yet so
willing.
1DayDreamer:
Satine suddenly sat up onto her hands and knees and began to crawl forward slowly, hovering over Christian. He looked at her with pure desire, pushing himself backwards along the velvety red carpet, staying perfectly level with her eyes.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he spoke breathily.
“Wherever you are…” she replied, continuing to crawl up the aisle of the vast
theatre.
She was straddling
him, hovering closer and closer to his sweaty skin. Her pelvis brushed against
his stomach as she finally came to rest her lips onto his neck.
“Ohh…” he moaned into her hair that was spread over his face.
She sighed onto his
skin, sending shivers through his body. The anticipation was making them shake.
“Looks like we have a standing ovation,” she whispered, touching her thigh
between his legs.
deansgurl27:
Christian let out a
small whimper and felt Satine’s tantalizing hands making him grow so hard he
feared he wouldn’t be able to contain himself much longer. She unbuttoned his
trousers and he soon felt the plush, velvet carpet pleasuring the skin of his
rear as well.
He took his hands and loosened her corset just enough for him to get his hands
under. Christian released a slight breath of relief, as well as disappointment,
when Satine’s hands moved from his thighs when he placed them on her breasts. He
lightly stroked the sides of them, loving the tingling sensations of delicate
skin and luxurious carpet mingling across his body.
Both of their bodies were soon rigid and they craved each other in a way that
neither had ever experienced. A cold wind blew in through the crack of a yet to
be repaired window and Satine shivered, huddling close to Christian.
He placed his hands on her hips and let the warmth of his body consume her.
“Oh, I love you,
Christian,” she breathed.
“Till the end of time,” Christian was just able to choke out before she
forcefully thrust her hips, one hand on either of his shoulders.
RHPS Magenta:
Christian released a loud groan of desire as he entered Satine. Taking control, she deliciously used her strong thighs to accentuate his pleasure.
The muffled sounds of ecstasy and heavy breathing circulated the large empty hall. Christian’s soft whimpers fuelled Satine’s desire, as she rocked harder and faster against his body.
Christian reached out for Satine and pulled her to meet his desperate lips. Their new position heightening Christian’s need for release, as their tongues hungrily explored each others.
“Ahh, Satine, I can’t...”
“Shh, it’s okay,” she whispered stroking his face, “you don’t have to wait.”
Satine sat back up and once more, placing her hands on Christian’s bare shoulders as leverage, thrust herself deeply and wholly upon him.
Christian shuddered, and garbled what Satine could only make out as, “Oh God!”
Satine caressed his chest and arms, trailing small kisses behind the path of her hands, as she slowly rocked and then subsided.
Still as one, she rest her head upon Christian’s chest as it rapidly rose and fell. She nuzzled at his perspiring shoulder and took his hand in hers. Christian lightly played with her fingers, then brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed them, one by one.
After a few moments of pleasant silence, Satine lifted herself and lay beside Christian near a row of empty chairs in the hall.
“Thank you” he breathed, eyes shining brightly at Satine, despite the dark of night.
Satine cupped his face and removed a small tuft of hair from his forehead.
“I’m sorry you didn’t...”
She silenced his unnecessary apology with a kiss.
“Christian darling, do I look unhappy?” Satine said with a large smile on her face.
He smiled lightly in return, “But...”
“But nothing. What you and I share is always amazing, never forget that. And just because one of us doesn’t climax at the same time, or at all, shouldn’t make it any less special. It’s rare that we do so often... and it is wonderful, but just being with you, connected so closely to you is what matters to me.”
Christian grinned almost bashfully, “It’s what matters to me too.”
1DayDreamer:
The two lovers sat in
comfortable silence for a few moments, listening to each other breathe. Finally,
Satine sat up and pulled Christian by his hands to sit up along with her. She
smiled a devious smile and gave Christian a quick peck on the cheek before
standing up and walking back towards the stage.
“What…what are you doing, dear?” Christian asked, chuckling a little at the silent confidence that Satine carried.
She reached the stage
and bent down to pick up a piece of red velvety curtain that had been ripped
that day. She wrapped it slowly twice around above her chest, tied it into a
loose knot and let it fall down above her knees.
“Oh…I don’t know, really,” she replied simply. Christian sat in confusion for a
moment before standing up and following her briskly onto the stage. As soon as
he reached the last step he walked slowly up to Satine who’s back was still
facing him. He untied the knot Satine had just made and pulled it behind
his back, tying it there.
“How long has it
been…” Satine spoke softly as Christian slid his hands around her slender waist
that was touching his rising and falling stomach. “…since you’ve danced…?” she
finished, turning her head to meet Christian’s determined gaze.
“Well…before a certain - poetry reading? That was probably the last time and the
only time I truly danced with someone…beautiful.”
Satine giggled a little and raised one eyebrow as she did the night of that
poetry reading.
“Mmm…she must have been lucky…being able to experience such an inspiring poetry
reading,” Satine uttered, stretching her long arms around Christian’s neck,
bringing him in.
His hands pressed
into her back, and they swayed gently on the stage, wrapped in a red curtain,
their breathing echoing throughout the vast theatre.
“Her life must have changed forever, hmm?” she whispered onto his neck.
“Well, if causing me to fall in love with her forever is what you mean by
change…then, yes. Yes, I suppose it did,” he spoke into her hair, moving his
hands lower down her back.
Satine felt her heartbeat quicken and a wave of desire splash over her suddenly.
“I’m sure that she would love to hear another verse…of your oh so inspiring poetry,” Satine spoke breathily.
Destyne76:
Christian leaned in
and breathed into Satine's ear, "The way your face shines over me makes light
brighter then day."
They swayed back and forth to a rhythm. They didn't need music, they didn't need
anyone else, they had each other.
"When the night has come and the land is dark and the moon is the only light we
see." He kissed her cheek and breathed in her scent. Hoping to capture it in his
mind and always remember it.
"If you keep talk like that up we may have to heat things up again." Satine
smiled and had a familiar gleam in her eyes.
deansgurl27:
Christian returned
her look and felt a new longing to make his love, his Aphrodite, his own little
world of perfection, experience a kind of pleasure that she had never even
dreamt of.
“I love you, my beautiful Satine,” he breathed, their swaying motions gradually
slowing until they were standing completely still, his stormy eyes locked with
hers, shining like blue diamonds.
“Christian-I love you…” Satine whispered, as he kissed from her ear, down her
cheek and to her soft lips.
Cradling her in his
warm, strong arms, Christian spread the curtain out like a blanket and made sure
she was situated comfortably. Just seeing her, lying contentedly beneath him,
carefully watching for his next move, made him shiver.
“Are you cold, love?” Satine asked, about to hand him the thick velvet curtain.
“No, no darling,” Christian smiled. He took her hands and pressed his lips to
the pressure points on her wrists.
He placed her hands to her sides as Satine matched his light shudder, knowing
what he was planning. He kissed her breasts, his mouth caressing the warm flesh.
Slowly trickling his hands down her ribs, he let his hands rest at the very base
of her stomach.
“Oh…please
Christian,” Satine whispered. “Please, let me be your poetry. Turn me into your
work of art.”
“My poetry…is you…Satine,” he said slowly, gently stroking her thighs. She
willingly spread them apart so that he could further his expedition.
“All the beauty in the world,” he started, sliding one finger into the place
that Satine had fully surrendered to him. “Comes from you…” Christian began to
move faster, smoothly sliding in and out.
Christian anxiously
watched Satine’s face, praying that she was enjoying this. When he saw her head
tilted back, pure ecstasy radiating from her face, he knew that she was
experiencing exactly what he had earlier. Her slim body began to writhe as she
felt herself coming to her climax. “Ohh, Christian…hurry…I can’t,” she moaned.
“Shh,” he breathed. “This is for you.” He massaged her and watched for that
incredible moment that he knew would be coming soon.
A cry of pleasure could soon be heard echoing off of the tall walls of the theatre and just the sound of it made Christian want to bury himself inside her. She trembled violently as she came down from her blissful high. Christian kissed her neck and stroked her long legs and arms.
RHPS Magenta:
Christian trailed kisses and licks along the valley of her breasts. Circling his tongue over the soft fleshy area, he then sucked gently on her pert nipple. Christian tensed momentarily as he felt Satine’s soft hands direct him inside of her.
In readiness Satine
arched her back, intensely thrusting him deep within her. Christian’s eyes
rolled back in his head with absolute pleasure, yet he soon regained composure,
and steadily moved his body rhythmically against her. He moved his attention
back to Satine’s other breast and drew a similar result.
It was obviously something that worked well for them both.
With each thrust Christian lightly kissed Satine’s lips, their warm panting
breath mingling with each others.
Satine ran her hands through Christian’s damp hair and then soothingly trailed
them to his bare hips. Pulling him closer than she ever though was possible, he
thrust and fitted himself within Satine so perfectly, as if they were made only
to be with each other.
Satine’s hands dropped to the side of her body, and muscles tightening before
release, she grasped tightly at the red curtain beneath her.
Christian’s laboured breathing was interrupted by a loud groan of release as he
moved faster against Satine filling her with part of his soul.
Satine gasped and fell over the edge a second time, with Christian taking the
lead.
Stars collided as the pair relented their pent up desire, each spoke softly to
the other with caressing, reassuring whispers.
Satine massaged her hands over Christian’s rear and repeatedly kissed along his
jaw slowing their movements.
Christian rolled to his side, next to Satine. They both lay, hand in hand,
breathing heavily and staring into the darkness.
1DayDreamer:
After many moments,
Christian was the one to stand up and bring the red curtain with him, wrapping
it around his waist. He began whistling as he padded off stage right.
“Now where do you think you’re off to?” Satine laughed, puzzled by his boyish
behaviour. She didn’t receive a response after a few moments alone, naked on
stage. Satine stretched on the floor of the stage, and then turned around, still
on her back, trying to see backstage. It was completely dark.
“Christian?” she called into the abyss. No answer.
She stood finally and
tiptoed behind Christian’s trail, and when she reached backstage, she peaked
around the corner of the end of a hanging red curtain.
“Roses are red…” she
heard from across the stage. How did he get there so fast?
“Violets are blue…” she heard again.
She turned around, a devious and playful look on her face. No one was
onstage…but Christian’s sexy voice came from stage left. She walked casually
back onstage, and she stopped in the middle, listening closely. Footsteps…behind
the back curtain. Satine turned around and headed back towards stage right
again, walking silently.
She reached the curtain again, and heard breathing on the other side. What an
easy catch, she thought. She took two more steps until she was almost around the
corner of the end of the red velvet curtain.
“But I have so much…”she heard no less than a few inches around the corner.
She couldn’t resist
herself, and turned the corner to face mouth to mouth with Christian.
“…More poetry for you…” he finished, placing his lips roughly on Satine’s
mouth, digging his tongue into her mouth.
She squealed, almost
not believing that yet another wave of desire sprung over her immediately.
Christian felt it too; he began rubbing his hand up and down Satine’s smooth
bare back, pressing her naked body up against his barely clothed one.
Neither of them dared
to speak, for fear of destroying the heat and shaky passion in the air. It was
very dark backstage, and Christian and Satine stumbled around, until they found
a wall. Christian released his mouth from hers, and panting heavily, lifted
Satine by her waist so her pelvis was aligned right above his. He was growing so
hard he could barely stand.
“I need your poetry…” Satine whispered, closing her eyes and tilting her head
backwards, meaning every word she spoke.
Christian put one of his hands under Satine’s thigh and placed it around his
waist, gasping a little. Satine helped him by moving her other shaky leg into
the same position. Christian’s hands found Satine’s rear and lifted her up and
onto him finally. The tension was released and both lovers cried out in passion.
Satine’s arms wrapped around Christian’s neck and they found a steady rhythm,
slower than usual.
They muttered words into each other’s hair, thrusting into each other. Satine rocked on him slowly, writhing with each movement. The moment began to build and they both sensed a need for a change in position. Without removing himself from her at all, Christian lowered himself with Satine onto the cool wooden floor. Satine thrust three more times on top of Christian, leading them both to an excruciating peak.
deansgurl27:
After the intensity
that she had just experienced, Satine felt a wave of exhaustion come over her.
Panting, she rested her cheek on Christian's shoulder as he gently placed her
feet back on the ground. Nuzzling his earlobe, she lightly nipped it before
placing more kisses along his neck. "I'm tired, darling," she whispered.
His breathing still laboured, Christian let out a laugh and said, "I should say
so." The two walked over to the wings off of stage left and lay down together.
He smoothed out the velvet curtain and spread it like a blanket on top of them.
They snuggled closely into each other and just as Satine was about to fall
asleep, she heard Christian breathe, "Love you."
Satine smiled and kissed the smooth skin of his chest that she was resting on.
Christian kissed her crown of fiery hair and they slowly fell into a deep sleep;
thoroughly worn out from the performance of a lifetime.